wife's boss sexual harassment

For most of my married woman's spirit and well-nigh of our family relationship, my wife Karen has had an undiagnosed medical precondition that caused her to be easy and to drink alcohol excessively, only adding to her promiscuousness. On sidereal day when her medical examination condition got bad she would say"yes"to any guy who asked for sex, when her experimental condition got worse she would end up at some sleazy bar drinking way too much"self medicating"and then throwing herself at the close men, and when she drank even more she would pass out and the men would take vantage of her, taking turns raping her limp unconscious mind organic structure. Other times on the good days when she was fully witting, the men who knew her as a slovenly woman would draw close her for sex only for her to turn down them but then wouldn't listen to her and jazz her anyway. Below is the truthful tarradiddle of how I found out that her boss was sexually abusing her. It's just one of many instance of what my married woman has gone through. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed coercing her to tell me about it. This tarradiddle was developed from the overall description of what she told me and the point I could get from her, with me filling in the"missing"details based on what I know from fucking her.

I met my married woman Karenic 17 old age ago at study when she was 32. I had just started a new job and she was a saleswoman at the company. One day she walked into the room to talk to my coworker. The first thing that impressed me about her was her tits. While they were only"B's"her thin material body and low cut slopped black lacy blouse with just a little bit of black lacy bra peeking out the top made them put up out. She had a dainty thin waist, longsighted house legs nicely exposed by her mid-short skirt, and was a tall darkness brunette. What a fuck I though !

She stood there and talked to my coworker for about 20 minute of arc. The whole time my centre groped her tits, slid down her thin waist to her shapely thigh, onto her firm pegleg and back up again, looking away only when she would glint in my commission. After she was done talking to my coworker she glanced at me, smiled and turned and walked out. My eye slid down her politic back and thin shank onto her tight ass. For the past 20 minutes my oculus had stripped her and fucked her, my rooster was so hard.

With a chuckle my colleague asked me if I though Karen was hot. I asked if I had been that obvious and he told me yes. He told me not to worry though since Karen had a reputation of being a trollop and had already gone out with ( fucked ) all the available men in the company and that she probably liked me checking her out.

A week later Karen and I had our maiden engagement ; dinner party and a movie. She was working late so I picked her up after she was done. She was dressed in a low cut white blouse and a short skirt. She had her blouse unbuttoned low ; showing nice cleavage and her white-hot lacy bra was peeking out just a little. Her unawares skirt showed off her farseeing polish legs and tight ass. Dam she looked eatable ! We pulled up to the restaurant and I opened the car room access for her, she got out and immediately put her arm in mine as we walked into the eatery.

We began looking at the restaurant menus and Karen told me that we didn't have to go to the movie ; we could just go back to her apartment after dinner. A few seconds later she told me that we didn't have to actually have dinner and we could just go back to her apartment ( to eff was heavily implied ). Of course of instruction I agreed and drank the rest of my wine-coloured ( I only had the chance to salute about ½ of the spyglass to this point ) and told the waiter that we decided not to have dinner. We left and went back to her place.

The instant we got inside her apartment she attacked me. She put her arms around my neck and pulled me tight to her, forcing her sassing to mine and driving her tongue deep into my back talk. My custody immediately went to her bosom, groping and squeezing at first outside her blouse and then slipping inside. Then I groped her ass. She pushed me away, took off my clothes then hers. We move to her sleeping room where she pushed me down on the bed and proceeded to suck up my cock. She seemed to take dandy joy in satisfying me, it was although she had to prove to me she knew how to suck cock better than any other missy I ever went out with. After we were done I laid there and thought what an well-to-do slut fuck she was and how incredible the piece of ass had been. This description of our for the first time screwing is rather abbreviated on use since the upright is to come.

Starting that night I basically moved in, I lived a few Swedish mile away and she was only a pulley from the company, besides we would just go to her apartment right after employment and fuck. That's pretty a great deal all we did for a few weeks.

The second week I was fucking Karenic I came"home"to her flat to find her laying front end down on her bed, still in her work clothes, crying. I lay down next to her and asked her what was wrong. She told me"nothing ”. After a picayune coercion she told me that the owner of the ship's company wasn't a nice man, and that he did something"unfitting"to her. Of class I pressed her for exactly what he did and finally she told me he had touched her bosom. My cock immediately grew hard ; it was a secure thing that I was also laying front down on her bed. I asked her to explain but she told me she had already told me too very much, that it was personal. I then pointed out that we had agreed to have sex only with each other and that I was upholding my end of the agreement and so I expected her to be up strawman and good with me. With that she drooped her point low, looked down at the mattress, seemed to feel shamed and told me everything.

She told me that her honcho told her to come him back to the warehouse to discuss an upcoming job. He took her to a secluded niche of the filthy warehouse where he got behind her and pressed himself against her back. He then took his left arm and wrapped it around her waist, pinning both her branch firmly down at her position. He then took his gratuitous right hand and reached around to her movement and placed it firmly on her left field tit. He began to grope and twinge her tit through her blouse, one then the early and back again. She told me she tried to make a motion away but he was too solid and held her business firm. She then told him to"quit it"but he just told her she was a"fucking fancy woman"who fucked all the men in the company and that"she loved it ”. With that she just stood there and let him enjoy her tits. As he took his fourth dimension feeling her mammilla she could feel his dick growing hard as he pressed it firmly against her tight ass in slow gyrating movements. After feeling both tit through the outside of her blouse he expertly undid the future two push button with his properly hired man. With her blouse starting out unbuttoned provocatively low to begin with, these two extra buttons opened her shirt so her tits in her bra were completely open to regard. He then slid his hand down her chest, into her cleavage, and inside her bra. Her blouse being no use to keep him out. There he felt, fondled, groped, and squeezed her nice full tits and played with her nipples, hide on skin, and enjoyed every moment. Years after this incident Karen told me that a fair sex becomes sexually aroused during a rape as a"self-defense chemical mechanism ”, so I know that her pap must get become knockout with her boss playing with them just like they do when I play with them. This merely made Karen more ashamed of herself since she didn't want her boss to dishonor her sexually but her hard nipples made him think otherwise.

After taking all the time he wanted to play with her mammilla he pulled his hand out of her bra and slid it down and around onto her nasty ass. There he repeated the process ; notion, groping and squeezing her ass through her skirt. A piffling while later he began pulling her skirt up ; his right helping hand pulling the material up a fist full at a time, in movement and then the back and then the movement again. Repeating the process until he had her bird pulled up far enough, he slipped his hand under and up the back of her skirt onto her sonant, strong ass. Karen wore thongs in those daytime and he felt, groped, and squeezed her correct ass buttock hide to skin. Karen felt his stopcock and squeezes growing even harder.

Finally her party boss slid his hand around to her figurehead, sliding his hand over her warm pussy, with just the reduce lash material between his finger's breadth and her snatch rim. I asked Karen if she was able to keep her legs clamped closed to refuse him memory access but she told me that he told her to open her ramification and that she"had"to. She obeyed and opened her legs just enough for her hirer to slide his hand in between the top of her legs, into her warm crotch. There he played ; sliding his fingers up and down the full distance of her cunt sassing, all the while Karen just stood there not being capable to check him. Her honcho then slipped his deal inside the straw man of her lash and continued feeling her moist cunt sass. From this he knew that she shaved her pussy leaving only a diminished patch of pubic fuzz at the top. A point she never had any intent on letting her boss know. Also from what she told me about how a woman's"self-protection"chemical mechanism protects her during a colza, I now know that as her boss caressed the full length of her puss lips that she became sexually aroused and wet and that her cunt slowly, over meter, opened for him. Her boss took full reward of this and slipped his fingers deep inside her sloppy wet slit. There she stood, motionless, helpless, having to maintain her legs slightly receptive for her party boss, while he felt her up at will and getting off to it. He knew exactly what she was ; a piece of tail sporting lady that no-one would ever believe even if she told someone since she had already fucked every useable man in the party. At the end of her telling me this she added that she noticed some of the storage warehouse men peeking through the depot stand and watching with smiles.

After she fully disclosed the intimate abuse her boss forced on her before that day I asked her if this was the beginning sentence he had done this. She told me he had started saying and then doing"out or keeping"matter to her about 1 month after she started working there. At the fourth dimension she had been working for him for a little over 3 years. He started by doing something"inappropriate"to her and then saw how she reacted. She told him she didn't appreciate it but he just kept it up. After she finally gave up and stopped saying anything about what he currently was doing he proceed to the future step and repeat the cognitive operation until he finally had her worked up to this point. He was now taking her back to the lousy storage warehouse and feeling her up 4 to 5 fourth dimension a day ! I could see that this methodical structured approach paced over time had whittled down her self-esteem which made her even more than of a prey. I then asked her what she was going to do about it. She told me she couldn't do anything about it since he was the possessor, we lived in a very small town, and if she told anyone he would just fire her and then narrate his former business possessor buddies not to hire her since she was a bother maker. After that she would have no choice but to come in back to her boss and ask for her old job back. That would be much worse than it was now. She also pointed out that at every job she ever had that there was at least one man who would put her"in her office"regardless of what she accomplished. She was use to it and she accepted it. With this information I told her that I never thought I'd ever say it but I agreed that she couldn't do anything about it and it would be best if she just let her boss do whatever he wanted. She thanked me for being so reason and told me she appreciated me listening to her. All the spell I was listening to her I acted as though I was concerned and pretended that it bothered me that her boss would do such things to her, but inside I was picturing him forcing himself on her, enjoying every password she said and filling in the item in my mind. My cock was so incredibly hard.

After our little chat she fell deep asleep from easing of the Clarence Shepard Day Jr.'severe intimate vilification focus. There I lay, front down on her bed next to her. A raging hard cock and looking at her in her easygoing blouse and skirt, the Sami outfit she had on when her boss violated her earlier that day. I especially enjoyed running my optic slowly down her backrest, onto her cut waist, onto her tight ass, and then onto her soft, fond, shapely legs. shag this was driving me crazy ! I gave her 30 minutes to get into a deep sleep and then I placed my hand on the small of her back. I felt the smooth curve of her rachis rising slowly up to her tight ass. I slid my helping hand up onto her ass, rubbed and squeezed a little, and then slid it further down onto the back of her soft, warm legs. I rubbed her peg and ass for a bit, picturing her boss holding her still, feeling her tits, ass, and puss while grinding his hard cock against her ass crack. Finally I slid my hired man down and grabbed the bottom of her skirt and began pulling it up. It came up a little but then stopped from the weight of her egg laying on it. I sat up and with both hands pulled her skirt up. I pulled it up above her ass, up to her slender waist. Her ass was now fully exposed, her raised wench and lash not providing any cover. I sat and stared at her ass for a bit before I got up and took all my dress off. I then sat down on the bed adjacent to her ramification and picked up and scatter one, then the other leg wide candid. She was tall and thin but anytime I moved her pegleg while she slept it always felt like they were made of lumbering sandbags. I could now see up her wooden leg, that exposed tight ass, into her privates, and her flip-flop covered puss. I lay down between her legs and positioning my face just below her ass. I took my finger and began rubbing her cunt from buns, through her flip-flop. I moved my cheek, my olfactory organ, close to her snatch and smelled her. I smelled the cunt that her foreman had violated with his fingers earlier that day. That thought made my turncock develop even harder. I began softly humping the bed between her stage while I sniffed and felt her bitch lips. I could feel the interior of her warm legs close to my cheeks as I sniffed her cunt. I could feel the hot moist aroma from her kitty-cat trapped against my face. I then briefly looked up and noticed that she was still sleeping soundly. I then slipped a finger under her thong and pulled it to the side, exposing that well used working girl's pussy. I pushed my face, nose, and tongue into her crotch from behind, stabbing my wet hungry glossa oceanic abyss between her cunt brim. With this she moved just a picayune. I began lapping rapidly at her pussy, feeling the inside of her warm up soppy wet spreadhead open cunt lips sliding on my cheeks as I held her thong to the side with one hand while slipping the digit of my former deal along and inside her violated cunt. The whole time I did this I kept picturing her boss holding her still, taking his time and enjoying impression every part of her body that he desired. While she"had"to just stand there and let him. Finally my imbrication at her slit became extremely rapid and thick and she awoke, raised her ass, spread her legs more, and began pushing her twat up and down on my face. I sat up, grabbed her around her thin out waist, pulled her ass richly into the air, and aim my firmly cock deep into her lose, wet, whorish snatch, the whole sentence picturing her boss enjoying violating her. I came faster and harder than I ever had before.

In the weeks to derive Karenic, my next wife, would tell me about all the early matter that her knob had already done to her and the new things he would do as clip progressed. With every few passing weeks her boss pushed a trivial more and never backed off. She began to trust me more and would confide in me all the sexual abuse he forced upon her, appreciating that I was so caring and understanding. The hale time I loved the description of every detail I could get and whenever she would not, or could not state me about the bad thing he did to her I reminded her that I supported her 100 % and I expected her to be completely open and honest with me. With this I was capable to get enough particular to get a broad picture of what he did and I worked at her to proceed her working there for him and not doing anything to stop him. She worked for him for another year and a one-half.

This is only one of many sexual experiences my wife provided me .